I don’t know very much about football. I couldn’t tell you the difference between a running back and a wide receiver, nor do I have any idea what makes special teams so special. On the rare occasions that I actually sit down to watch a game, I tend to root for whichever team has better outfits (which I’m told are more commonly referred to as “uniforms”). So I’m not exactly the girl you want advising you on who to start in your fantasy football games each weekend. What I do know, having lived most of my life in the southeast, is pulled pork.
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